Area A, the headquarters of the Warriors Association.

The headquarters of the Warrior Association, although it is in the very center of Area A, there are few other buildings around.

Instead, it is surrounded by a huge green area of more than 20 square kilometers.

Viewed from above, this green space looks like an oasis in the midst of the city's dense architecture.

Of course, these green spaces belong to the Warrior Association.

In the midst of the green space, there are a variety of plants.

There are also many small animals shuttling around.

The main building of the association's headquarters resembles an upside-down bowl.

The surface of the building is made of transparent material, so you can directly see the sky outside from the inside.

At the gate of this upside-down bowl is a huge humanoid statue more than 20 meters high.

In the hands of the statue, he holds a sword of the most ordinary kind.

Zhang Fan walked closer and looked at the handwriting on a stone tablet in front of the statue.

It reads: Martial Ancestor Zhang Xiaoming, the world's first cultivator. Although he failed to reach the level 4 quasi-martial artist in his lifetime, he opened a door for mankind. Let the individual and overall strength of human beings be greatly enhanced, so that they will not be destroyed by zombies and monsters.

"Uh......"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but complain about the name of this martial ancestor.

You're also the first cultivator, can't you take a great name with such an awesome identity?

Zhang Xiaoming?

Do you dare to be a little more casual?

Today's first person, the spirit warrior, is called Xie Yongqiang;

You, the first cultivator, are also called Zhang Xiaoming.

Is it so casual to name in this era?

Just when Zhang Fan was complaining in his heart, someone behind him suddenly said very roughly: "It's spectacular, right?" ”

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the man.

I saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties with a beard on his face.

On his shoulder, he carried a giant sword, which did not seem to be light.

Next to him was a woman in her thirties, also carrying a giant sword.

This woman is petite, her appearance is also very beautiful, and her figure belongs to the devil's kind.

However, her gaze made Zhang Fan feel very familiar.

That's right, this is exactly the same as Zhuge Liang's gaze, with arrogance.

Zhang Fan probed a little and knew that these two people were martial artists.

This woman reached the level of martial artist at the age of thirty.

It's a genius.

Zhang Fan smiled at the man and nodded, "Hmm." ”

The man asked Zhang Fan, "Your brother, are you here to sign up too?" ”

"Sign up? What's the name? ”

Zhang Fan asked.

The man laughed and said, "The news was just released this morning. In order to discover new people and focus on training, the Warriors Association plans to hold a martial arts tournament. ”

Zhang Fan thought about it, he rushed to Area A after he got up today, and he really didn't care about seeing any news.

"I haven't had time to see it yet."

Zhang Fan responded.

The man patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and said, "A young man like you can't pay attention to some new news and dynamics. Well, I'll explain it to you...... Oh, by the way, introduce myself, my name is Moxi. This is my little sister, called Mo Chou. ”

"Brother!"

The woman named Mo Chou next to her said impatiently: "What is there to say with a little quasi-martial artist, and he is also a hairy boy?" ”

The strong man Moxi shook his head: "People can't be disgraced. Although this little brother is young, maybe he has already reached the level of martial artist? Or is someone else a stranger? ”

The woman Mo Chou pursed her lips: "Just him?" I'm afraid it's less than twenty years old, and it's still a martial artist? A quasi-martial artist who can reach the sixth level is considered a genius. As for the Adepts, huh...... Forget it, we're in a hurry, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he walked ahead first.

Na Moxi didn't care, and said to Zhang Fan: "Then let's talk while walking." ”

Mo Chou turned his head, glanced at Mo Xi, ignored the two of them, and walked forward at a faster pace.

Mo Chou patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and said, "Don't care, she was spoiled by my parents when she was a child." I'll tell you about this martial arts conference. This martial arts tournament aims to discover newcomers with potential and strength. When you sign up, you will be divided into three groups: low-level, intermediate, and advanced.

"Would-be martial artists of grades 1 to 5 are in the low-level group. Grades 6 to 10 are in the intermediate group. Beginner and intermediate martial artists are in the advanced group. As for the high-level martial artists and above, they are all old men and will not participate in the competition.

"Each of the three groups has a champion. As long as you win the championship, there will be a lot of benefits. Especially in our senior class, it is said that the champion has many other rewards in addition to power stones. And there's a mystery reward. ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, his heart moved slightly.

Originally, he had been lacking in battles with warriors recently.

Now this advanced group is all junior and intermediate martial artists.

Participating in this kind of battle will definitely be very helpful for the breakthrough of those martial arts skills.

Not to mention that there are rewards to take.

Especially the mystery rewards.

No matter what it is, the word "mysterious" can always arouse people's curiosity.

When the man finished introducing Zhang Fan, they had already arrived in the hall of the Martial Arts Association.

Originally, in this world, technology is shaking, and it is very convenient to register online and the like.

However, because this registration requires a retina and fingerprint scan to confirm identity, people must register with martial arts associations in various places.

In the hall, there are five registration points for the low-level group, and there is a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of each registration point;

There is only one registration point in the intermediate group, and there is a long queue of more than 20 meters in front of the registration point;

Compared with the bustling situation in front of the registration point of the junior group and the intermediate group, the registration point of the senior group can be described as deserted.

Only three people signed up.

After all, the senior group is all martial artists, and now the total number of martial artists in the entire security zone is only more than 600 people.

When divided among all 26 sub-districts, there are only about 20 people in each sub-district.

At this time, Mo Xi, who was carrying the giant sword, had already been ranked behind the three people in the senior group, and in front of him was her sister Mo Chou, the woman carrying the giant sword.

Such a petite woman was carrying a giant sword nearly two meters long and one foot wide, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the entire hall.

Na Mochou looked smug and didn't look at anyone.

However, when she saw that Zhang Fan had followed his brother to the registration point of the senior group, she raised her chin towards the registration point of the lower group: "That's where you should go, right?" ”

Zhang Fan shook his head.

Mo Chou was a little surprised.

Obviously, I didn't expect Zhang Fan to not belong to the low-level group.

is only twenty years old, and he can reach the intermediate group, which is already considered a very high talent.

Na Mo Xi laughed, patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder again, and said to his sister: "Hahahaha, look, I said, people can't be good-looking." Don't look at the little brother's young age, he is no longer a low-level group. Attaboy! ”

The look of surprise on Na Mochou's face disappeared, and the look of disdain returned to his face again.

"Even then, it's just an intermediate group. It's still not the place for you. ”https://./15_15020/